Book 1 of the Moretti Chronicles
PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "LAYLA", "The Girl Who Walked Into A Bar" 

I was so close, so close to coming when a knock on the door interrupted us. Emilio got up and licked his lips just as the door opened.

"Boss we have-" Luca started only to stop midsentence when he saw me sprawled out on the desk naked.

"I'm uh, I'm gonna go and let you guys finish up in here" Luca said exiting as quickly as he had entered.

Well shit.
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Layla Smith was alone in this world. Her mother died when she was 16 and having no father around, Layla had to drop out of high school to work and take care of herself, since she had no other family left. Now at the age of 21, she was barely making ends meet with her job as a waitress.


Emilio Moretti, at the age of 26 was feared by all. He left nothing but chaos and destruction in his wake. He was a very cold and ruthless man, but what else could you expect from the most notorious mafia boss.


What happens when Layla witnesses something she shouldn't have? Emilio is now left to choose whether she lives or die. Will she make it out alive or will Emilio succumb to his ruthless nature and do what he does best. Kill.

The Mafia King’s Possession

They walked away leaving me on the floor. My head hurt from all the pulling of my hair and the hit to the wall. My face hurt from the slap and I was sure a bruise was already forming.

Getting to my feet slowly I looked at the wall and saw blood. I quickly put my hand on my head back, only to withdraw it as soon as I winced in pain. Bringing my hand before me I saw blood on my fingers.

I was slowly becoming lightheaded, as the hit was now taking a toll on my body. Using the wall as support I made my way downstairs to the kitchen.

Walking in the kitchen I saw a Luca, Enzo, Stefano and two other men. Upon my entry their conversation came to a stop and Enzo rushed over to where I was standing.

/"What happened?/" Enzo asked in concern.

I looked around the room and when my eyes landed on Luca, I couldn't even muster up the energy to be embarrassed about what had happened earlier. My head was throbbing with pain.

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